tongues tangling and exploring, taking and giving in to something much more carnal than any kiss she’d ever experienced.
Abruptly, he ended it, and she muttered a curse. He laughed then, swinging her chair around and lifting her out of the chair as easily as if she weighed nothing. Setting her on the counter, he pressed between her legs and sliding his hands along her hips up to the curve of her behind, pulling her close as he kissed her again, a soul-searching kiss leaving her breathless and aching with need. She clung to his shoulders for balance when he released her mouth, as he dragged his lips in a burning trail down her jaw and the line of her neck. His strong hands moved in steady strokes, pressing against the curve of her lower back and encouraging her body to fit against his. The heavy length of his cock, rock hard under his jeans, pressed snug between her legs.
"Jason." She didn't know if she whispered his name or shouted it. She only wanted—wanted him with every cell of her body so badly she began to tremble.
He froze then, his head shot up and turned towards the door. A moment of tense silence, and then he turned to drop a light kiss on her forehead before disentangling himself and striding toward the door. Clutching the edge of the counter, her knees pressed together and her body tense from the interruption, she scowled. Needless to say, she was less than happy. Freaking understatement. "What?"
"We've got a visitor." He tossed the words over his shoulder as he unlatched the door and swung it open.
A burst of frigid air swept in as the open door revealed Bradley standing there with a basket. He grinned, his eyes searching the room and immediately fastening on Carri. "Brought you a snack from Jenna, with lunch for later." He stepped in and paused, his nostrils flaring as he took in the scents in the room.
She flushed in embarrassment. The whole scent thing really had her at a disadvantage. Then she straightened, seeing Jason's face turn blank. She wasn't ashamed of what they were doing, and wanted to be sure Jason knew it. "Thank you, Bradley, but you really didn't have to. Jason would have taken care of me."
"Right." Bradley said the word slowly, his eyes turning golden as his temper rose up in his face and a snarl grew in his throat. "The stray shouldn't be 'taking care' of you. That's something for one of the pack."
Jason said nothing, but his eyes turned silver, his posture coiling in subtle preparation as he faced Bradley.
Oh no, they were not about to have a fight over her right there in the surveillance tower. She slid off the counter to her feet with an audible stomp. There wasn't enough space for two shape- shifter wolves, and they might destroy delicate equipment.
"Last I heard, I'm entitled to my choice, Bradley." Her annoyance colored her voice, even though Bradley definitely concentrated on Jason. Neither male paid attention to her anymore. Her temper shot past annoyed to pissed. "Fine, if you two aren't interested in what I have to say, take it the hell outside so you don't damage my equipment in here."
"As my lady wishes." Bradley's voice strangled, the words mocking her.
"She's not your lady." Jason snarled, finally breaking his silence.
"Let's not do this." She actually started to feel a hint of fear. Shapeshifters could do a serious amount of damage to each other. She had no way to stop them from hurting each other and no way to stay clear. Her heart froze at the thought of Jason hurt. If she tried to intervene, she was much more likely to put herself in need of medical attention or worse, get him hurt even more if she got in the way.
She knew the instant Jason's attention sharpened on her, even though he didn't take his eyes away from Bradley, and realized he must have scented her fear. She clamped down on it, knowing it would only make things worse, but he drew himself up and forcibly relaxed his posture.
He gave Bradley an aggressive smile full of teeth. "No worries, Carri, Bradley is just in time to help me install the first sensor array we were talking about, isn't he? It'll take two to get it up and into position."
They’d reached some sort of a male moment. After a hesitation, Bradley relaxed his posture too. He returned Jason's smile with one of his own,